Have you ever been so scared, you wanted bravery so badly? It happens to me so often, since I am always scared. My name is Jason. This is my story.

I always ask my mom, why am I basically feared of everything? My mom said that was the way I was born. Ugh, I don’t like being scared. But I’m just like that. I hate that answer.

Today I woke up, ready to start my day. Since it was winter, the room wasn’t as bright. I started shivering, and hid under my covers. What if there’s a ghost out there? With no choice, I put my covers over my head and slowly, without a sound, walked to the light switch. I flicked it on, and— Whew, there was no ghost. Thank the gods.

When I arrived at school, my teacher Mrs.Lee said there would be a math quiz. Oh no! I wasn’t prepared. I felt like I was turned inside out. Beads of sweat appeared at my forehead. When Mrs.Lee gave me my test sheet I was feared to death. Well, almost death. I started crying. I know a boy shouldn’t cry, but I was too scared. I was too scared to get a bad mark.

Mrs.Lee did talk to me, but that didn’t make me feel better. She said I need to be brave. There are many other things like this that happened, like the time when my friend hid behind the wall and scared me, and I instantly fainted; the time when I was scared to go to the washroom in the middle of the night on my own; the time when I was scared to sleep alone in my room.

Well, that was years ago, and now I’m me. I got braver. I wasn’t that scared anymore. My name is Jason. This was my story, asking for Bravery.

Rumor has it… I won’t gossip AGAIN. EVER! Ok, I’ll calm down. My name is Alexa. This is my story.

“Hey, did you hear that Sophia Davis slipped on a Jell-O and fell flat on her face? Guess who told me? Reyna told me. She said Ella told her. Ella said Jessica told her. Jessica said Angie told her. Angie said Rachel–” I was cut short. “Ok already, Alexa! You know it’s kind of boring talking about these things every day? Let’s talk about something else.” Ada said, rolling her eyes.

I gave her the stink eye. I don’t know why but I just turned and walked away. I could feel her scowl, but Ada didn’t come after me. After a few weeks, we eventually broke up.

Though, even that, I still liked talking about rumors. Since I work for the school newspaper, I decided I could edit a few things about RUMORS. GOSSIP.

The next day, my other friend Zoe said Mia told her that I, Alexa kicked the principle, Mrs. Jones, in the butt. You could tell I was surprised. I put my hands on my hips. ” Zoe,” I said slowly. ” Who, told you that? ” Zoe slowly backed up. ” Okay, okay. Don’t get mad. Alexa! Emily told me!” I ran off to look for Emily.

Friends are like a train. Emily told me Jenny told her that, and Jenny said Yolanda told her that, and Yolanda said Bella told her that, and so on. But when I asked Amy…

“Amy, who told you the rumor that I kicked the principle in the butt?” I asked. “Oh. Ada told me.” she replied. I was caught off guard by hearing that. I stormed off. I’m getting you, Ada.

When I saw Ada walking in the hall with the popular girls, Simmy, Megan, and Hayley, I went up, to Ada, about to yell in her face, when Hayley said: ” Hey, Alexa? Ada told me you kicked Mrs. Jones in the butt? And got detention for a month?” The group started laughing. Ada had a smirk on her face.

They did hurt my feelings pretty bad. And I regretted telling Ada the rumor about Sophia. I get that rumors can hurt you.

I forever promise I will keep a promise. My name is Elizabeth. This is my story.

It was the day of my friend’s birthday. I was the only one that she invited, since I was her only friend. But, at the same time, my aunt and uncle were coming to visit all the way from Australia, and I hadn’t seen them in years. Also, they said they had a special surprise.

I was torn between the two. I really wanted to see the surprise, but I promised my friend I would go to her birthday party. I promised. And, if I didn’t go, her birthday would be ruined. She even said she bought a big mango cake for the two of us.

I finally made a decision. I will not go to the party, but that meant I broke the promise. I know she trusted me as a friend, but I guess I should just let our friendship break and ignore her. Whatever.

My aunt and uncle’s surprise wasn’t very surprising. It was a rare box of chocolate. Not very exciting.

The next day at school, I saw my friend. I tried to hide my face, but she came up to me, crying. “Elizabeth, why didn’t you come to the party? Why? I was just sitting at the table, waiting. I waited for hours!” Before I could say anything, she ran off.

I tried to forget about this, but it’s still in my head, after 12 years. I remembered the promise I broke. I remembered the friend I lost.

I forever promise I will keep a promise. My name is Elizabeth. This is my story.

I made this one up! I really enjoy reading and writing these kinds of realistic stories. Guess where they came from? The one and only awesome…Tayla! Thank you. You are totally getting a shout out: EVERYONE! GO TO TAYLA’S BLOG AT http://www.taylasjournalwordpresscom.wordpress.com ! You have to! Or else I’ll kill you! ( Just Joking, but still.) 🙂

Ellie felt awesome. It was a warm sunny day, and she was on her way to the playground to play! Ellie can barely contain her excitement.

She skipped on the sidewalk, flashing a smile to whoever she saw and humming to herself. I’m going to the playground! I’m going to the playground! Ellie thought happily.

After a short 10 minutes, Ellie finally reached the playground. She squealed and ran towards the swing. But before she reached it, Ellie stumbled and fell! Oops! Ouch! But Ellie was a big girl, so she got up and pretended nothing happened.

When Ellie got up again, she saw at the side of her eye something shiny on the ground. Humph. Probably a rock that tripped her. But Ellie still decided to get a closer look.

Ah! It was no rock at all! It was a beautiful bracelet, made with glimmering rainbow beads with stars. Ellie loved it immediately. She slipped it on her wrist.

Ellie bolted up the stairs the second she entered her house. She was going to hide the bracelet.

Ellie entered her room, panting. Where should she keep the bracelet? In her closet? No. It would get lost. Under her bed? No. It would get lost. Oh! How about in her—

Just then, Ellie’s mother entered her room. In a rush, Ellie hid the bracelet behind her back, accidentally hitting her leg by the table. She held back a scream.

“What’s the rush?” her mother asked.

Ellie panicked. Should she lie? If she told her mother the truth, she would make her find the owner and return it. She didn’t really want that.

Hey guys! How do you like this story? Tell me in the comments below what you think Ellie should do.

The two of them waited for 2 more hours. But there was still no sign of Lisa. Tessa decided that they should go look for her. “I don’t know, my girl…” Leonardo said miserably. “Come on!” Tessa said, grabbing Leonardo’s hand. “We have to go look for her! It isn’t better to just stay here!” With too much pleading, Leonardo finally agreed.

They walked on the silent sidewalk. The trees swayed with the wind. It was really late, Tessa had no idea what time it was at home, but she didn’t care. She wanted to find Lisa. Suddenly, they heard screaming. The sound seemed to be coming all around them. “It’s Lisa!” Leonardo screamed. He ran towards a patch of bushes, but before he even got there, Leonardo fell. Oh no! Tessa and Leonardo didn’t notice the hole in the ground hidden my leaves. Tessa quickly went to take a look, but when she looked down the hole. There was nothing but darkness…

She couldn’t see Leonardo, she couldn’t hear anything. What could she do? Well, jump into the hole, of course.

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Hey Guys! Sorry, this is a really short Part 3, but I wanted to leave you at the most exciting part, so you keep reading! ^_^

Sara sighed as she entered the gym. Her class was playing a game of volleyball today, where the class is split in two, and the teams try to knock down each others pins with a volleyball. The volleyball net was up, which made it harder.

Sara was feared of balls. Once she got hit in the eye and she couldn’t open it. Another time she got hit in the lip, and it started bleeding. Sara hated volleyball! But it made her feel better when she was being put in the same team as her friends, Lana, Taylor, and Yania. They patted her back and said it would be fine.

The teacher blew the whistle and the game started. Sara stood in front of a pin, her heart beating rapidly. A ball came soaring over the net towards her, and instead of catching it, Sara screamed and covered her head. The ball hit the pin, and the team had three more pins left. Sara felt ashamed, She was letting her team down!

Two games ended, and each team got a point. Now it was time for the tiebreaker. The teacher blew the whistle, and Sara slowly made her way towards a pin. She didn’t want her team to lose. Winning was the only way that would make her feel better, especially since she barely helped with anything in the last two games. Sara’s heart was filled with confidence. She knew she could do it. She believed in herself. A ball came towards her like a rocket, but without hesitation Sara jumped up and caught it. She smiled, and threw the ball over the net. She was doing it!

The game was coming to an end, with each team having one pin left. Most of the people were crowded around the pin, protecting it. Others were throwing balls.

Sara caught a ball, and aimed it for the other team’s pin. All the people guarding their pin had their arms overhead, since people were throwing the balls over the net. A sly smiled came to Sara’s face. She quietly rolled the ball under the net, nobody even noticing. Sara stared at the ball as it rolled and prayed that it would hit the pin. And with a crash, the pin fell. Sara stared in amazement as everyone crowded around her, giving her high fives and pats one the back. The other team moaned and said it was a good game.

When the crowd was gone, Sara beamed at herself. Even though she had a fear of balls, even though she was a bad thrower, even though she hated volleyball so much— She was the one. She helped her team win. She, was the Champion.

The moral of this story is, even though you’re only a small part of the world, you can make a big difference. You might be small, but you could do something big that could change things. Like Terry Fox, he’s only a person in the world, but he helped raise money for cancer research, helped hundreds of people around the world, and now we still do what he did. Even when you’re a small group helping, you can make a big difference. Even a little could make a big difference. Believe in yourself.